The ground feels like it’s falling out from under your feet, but really it’s just your center of gravity getting fucked ten ways from Sunday as you’re knocked back. The sky with its blinking stars smugly says hello as your head tips back, and you realize your veins are pulsing with fire.
Or electricity, or maybe acid. The specifics don’t matter and all you know for sure is that it hurts like a motherfucker.
The world keeps spinning but this is how your story ends, with something like poison in your veins and with the sky looking down on you like the failure you are.
Your blood is probably pooling on the dirt, enough to reflect the stars above you.
Pretty shitty ending, honestly.
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